Chapter 8： Classmates, are you interested in solving the problem? (1/2)

Soon the three of them came to Qin Luo's front.

”Classmate, are you reading a book?” the boy in a sweatshirt asked.

Qin Luo frowned, and the other party bothered him to make points for his great cause, which made Qin Luo a little unhappy.

”Yeah, what's the problem.”

The three of them didn't expect Qin Luo's answer to be so straightforward, and they were choked and speechless for a while.

In the next second, their faces became gloomy.

Qin Luo simply ignored them.

”Classmate, what class are you in?” the sweatshirt youth continued to ask.

”Senior Grade Seven, what's wrong?”

”Hahaha, class seven? We are in class one!”

There are a total of eight classes in the third year of high school. The first four are commonly known as rocket classes, gathering the best students in the school.

Anyone who was caught out was a master of learning.

In Xiang Huangzhen's case, there are only a handful of students who have excellent grades but stayed in Class 7.

”Oh, it's my ass.” Qin Luo raised his head slightly, before saying that Qin Luo lowered his head again and studied hard.

As a learning bully, it is a waste of time for learning bullies to argue with a group of chatters.

With this time, it's better to swim twice more in the ocean of knowledge.

”what did you say?”

”You interrupted my reading.” Qin Luo's voice became louder, and it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

”Huang Zitao is looking for fault again.”

”Isn't it? Who calls someone the third grade? They have this privilege in the library.”

”Hey, there is a mine at home, and learning is good, when will I be as good as him.”

”...”

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, but they all missed Huang Zitao, not even a single person who supported Qin Luo.